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Fecha de emisión: 22.02.2024
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Cheating To Win |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
Although we can see sunshine, it might keep me far away |
(Ooh, J Sparkz, it’s the beat for me) |
Ayy, real talk |
I know these niggas ain’t hatin' on me for no reason, I know it’s a reason, |
let me say the reason (Yeah) |
They might not ever see it how I see it |
Now I fuck bitches, she was European (Huh?) |
They might not ever be at where I be at |
Think it’s crustaceans where we 'bout to eat at (Ayo) |
Can’t feel my instincts, that was where my feet at (Real talk) |
Left her inside the room, I said I’d be back |
She told me grab a bottle and a three-pack (Okay) |
I drop for the streets and I wait for the feedback (Yeah) |
And whether the comments is good or bad, I need that (True) |
Ain’t nobody bringin' the streets back (Yeah) |
Numbers was low, couldn’t beat that (Wow) |
They cheatin' to win, I ain’t cheat back (Come on) |
And you can’t do your dirt where you sleep at (Ew) |
Life throwin' me punches, I eat that (Ah) |
But I know I’m the one, I believe that (Real talk, come on) |
If I’m makin' a promise, I keep that (Yeah) |
I told you I’m bringin' the streets back (Wow) |
I looked at my bro, I’m like, «We back» (True that) |
He looked at me back, he like, «Let's go» (Yeah) |
It’s some shit you gotta just let go (Come on) |
I was right with my man pushin' XO (Ayy) |
I done trapped in the cold, I had strep throat (Ayy) |
I got groupies lined up at my next show (Come on) |
From a hoopty, I need me a Lam' truck |
Motivated, no hatin', if I can’t get it, then I tell myself, «Get your bands up» |
(Ayy) |
I could’ve sat down, but I’ll stand up (Come on) |
I take care the fam, I had manned up (Real talk) |
I’m eatin' lamb, but it used to be canned goods, I remember that damn stuff (Ah) |
Can’t believe I’m gettin' fan love (Come on) |
I’m sure they don’t know they the reason I got me this house and I’m puttin' my |
fam up (True) |
I’m sure they don’t know they the reason I always locked in, so I never got |
jammed up (Uh) |
A lot of these bitches, you can’t trust |
I know if I ain’t have all the grams tucked, they was gon' try and put me in |
handcuffs (What?) |
I miss granny sayin', «Pull your pants up» (What?) |
I hear Remo sayin', «Take a chance, cuz» (Come on, real talk) |
And I did it |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone (And I did it, and I did it, |
and I did it, and I did it, and I did it) |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home (And I did it, and I did it, |
and I did it, and I did it, and I did it) |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone (I did it, did it, did it) |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home (And I did it, did it, real talk, uh) |
79 dropped and he woke up the streets |
They left me dry and they woke up a beast (Ah) |
It be your pride how you end up in beef (Come on) |
Back on my grind and I’m off of the leash (Yeah) |
Niggas, they sat in my face and they ate, wasn’t much on my plate, |
they ain’t offer to me (Come on) |
Easy to say it, it’s harder to be (Yeah) |
Easy, I miss you, I do this for you and I’m still in here tryna be all I can be |
(Easy) |
Name one nigga that’s harder than me (Ah) |
Too many bitches I had on they knees |
I’m in some Rick cargos, they look like capris |
I’m tryna go out for a breeze (Wow) |
Niggas can’t touch me, I’m outta they league (Come on) |
Got it back when I ran out of the cheese (Real talk) |
Tryna be legit 'cause I’m tired of the streets (Young) |
Looked at my man like I barely could eat (Young) |
Ain’t checkin' for them, they was lookin' for me (Young) |
Walkin' in tall, 'bout to have me a feast |
Chicken kebabs, I got that with a drink (Ayy) |
I’m with the mob, I put that on the gang (Come on) |
'Member that time, wasn’t much to my name (Real talk) |
And remember it burnt me, I played with the flame (Come on) |
That bitch, she hurt me, I felt like a lame |
Too many 30s I’m poppin', I feel like I’m noddin', I feel like I’m goin' insane |
(Damn) |
Some of these scars ain’t goin' away (Come on, real talk) |
I’m makin' my mark in this game to stay |
I’m playin' my part no matter what get in the way |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home |
You know I been tryna find you like a payphone |
You know if you call, I’m on the way home |